Thousands of ghouls were strangled in an instant, but the wizard leader who was in charge of controlling and managing the War Witch Tower was not happy at all, but flew into a rage.

"Herald...... Tell those idiots to stop me...... Ghouls are just the least valuable thing in the opposing army. Let them save their sorcery energy, prepare to deal with those mid-to-high-level undead, and leave the ghouls to the witchcraft to deal with......"

As the order was swiftly issued, the thirty War Witch Towers stopped their attacks and instead gathered their sorcery energy and began to wait silently.

Without the obstruction of the War Witch Tower, the ghouls and the Legion of Bones finally collided with the long-awaited Witch Beast Army.

Almost instantly, a huge wave of blood rose from the front line. In the middle of the blood wave were countless fragments of white bones and severed limbs.

Witch beasts were created by wizards to serve as cannon fodder for war, and the biological materials used to craft them were jungle beasts captured in the Black Forest. The high-level witch beasts have been singled out by the wizards to become the guardians of the tower, and the rest are shoddy and use sorcery to stimulate their battle valley hopes, making them twisted monsters that only know how to fight and kill.

Their shapes are also strange, and many of them look like simple combinations of multiple beasts. But without exception, they have a strong and fierce body, a bloody and brutal killing nature, and a variety of attacks......

In terms of individual qualities, the combat power of witch beasts is far higher than that of ghouls or bone warriors, and a wild witch beast 3 meters tall is enough to overturn more than a dozen slow and stiff skeleton warriors. But on the battlefield, there is not enough space to fight, and all the creatures are densely clustered together, relying on primitive body instincts to fight.

In such a situation, the combat power of the witch beast is compressed, and the numerical advantage of the bone legion is reflected.

As far as the naked eye can see, two equally large teams are constantly colliding and fighting.

The Legion of Bones and the Witchcraft were thrown into a blender, one being strangled to bone, the other minced to flesh.

Both sides were advancing, and the front of the battle was disappearing little by little as they advanced, and the entire first half of the flesh battlefield was soaked in blood, and the ground was covered with a hodgepodge of flesh and bone fragments.

And the two sides trampled on such filth and continued to fight, continued to die, and continued to add materials to this flesh and blood furnace.

Seeing that the undead army had been inseparable from the witchcraft troops, the one hundred and ten goblin chariots that had been pressing the rear began to move slowly, gradually bringing the witchcraft troops into the attack range of the magic artillery.

A large number of metal magic machines and goblin traps followed, acting as heavy infantry. As for the Flame Legion, it did not move, silently waiting for the moment when the Witchcraft army was scattered by the army of the undead.

The War Witch Tower has finally opened fire again.

This time, instead of unleashing those large-scale attack witchcraft, they used targeted killings to kill the mid- and high-level undead who were mixed in the army of the undead. After all, the lethality of these undead with special combat methods to the witchcraft army is too great, and their size and number must be limited. Otherwise, the attrition rate of the Witchcraft army will be too fast!

And the goblin chariots that advanced to the vicinity of the front line also began to wield power one after another. Dazzling fireballs of energy pierced the sky, dragging long black smoke tails and falling into the crowd of witch beasts, blasting a certain eye-catching creature and everything around it into flesh and blood.

Come and don't be rude!

Both sides are purposefully and systematically cleaning up the core supporters of the other party's combat system. And without these guys who act as the backbone of the war, the combat power of the opposing team has obviously decreased a lot.

Every once in a while, the War Witch Tower and the Goblin Chariot will also greet each other from a distance of thousands of meters. Sporadic fireballs of energy exploded on the protective shield outside the tower, not damaging it in the slightest. The attack sorcery inspired by the War Witch Tower was also turned into brilliant fireworks by the energy rays that burst into the sky, and a beautiful fluorescent rain of fire fell over the chariot.

The little goblin trap warlocks waved their arms and shouted loudly, and goblin slang with various strange dialects instantly resounded across the battlefield.

"This damn Grim dares to collude with a lich outside the realm......" Clara Witch slapped the table with a look of hatred on her face.

She visited many friends in one go, and only then did she reluctantly piece together the lineup in front of her, who would have thought that the witchcraft army that had planned to exhaust the opponent's magic weapon reserves would actually fight with a group of undead creatures who were not intelligent and ignorant.

Moreover, looking at the battle situation in front of him, it is very likely that the group of undead will win in the end.

After all, there were three Rank 4 Lichs supporting the Undead Canopy behind them, and a steady stream of undead armies pouring out of the bone plane put a lot of pressure on Denel's side.

For other biological groups, dying tens of thousands of people in battle is equivalent to breaking their muscles and bones, and they don't want to be strong anymore. And for the undead, every time they fight without dying hundreds of thousands, they are sorry for the title of the Sea of the Undead.

If other ethnic groups want to get some subordinates, they need to find them one by one, capture them one by one, and then train them one by one. Evil creatures such as lichs directly invade a small plane and then use their special magic to pollute the origin of the corrupted plane.

Once the plane's origin gets out of control, the entire plane's environment will be transformed into a place of death that the lich needs. And after planting the seeds, after hundreds of years, you can easily harvest the undead creatures.

Others are under the hands of one by one, while the lich is harvesting one by one, and the difference in efficiency between the two is more than a million!

Therefore, every lich who is registered in the universe is the most terrifying plane killer. They often control multiple skeletal planes that no longer have half of the living creatures under their hands, and the predecessors of these skeletal planes are ordinary material planes that were once full of life.

With such sufficient confidence, several lichs didn't care about the loss of these low-level undead at all. If necessary, they could even drive a few skeletal planes to fill the gravel canyon and its surroundings with a sea of undead that sprawled all over the mountain.

Quietly watching the bloody storm ahead, the lich Congurnus was also silently talking to Grim.

"I've already helped you bring it in, and I can be responsible for cleaning up the enemy's cannon fodder. However, we don't have to deal with wizards who are directly dealing with each other, which would cause the Lich Alliance to question. ”

"Understand, the battle between wizards is done by ourselves, Your Excellency only needs to clean up the battlefield!" Grim's calm and calm voice also came at the same time, and the three lichs heard it very clearly.

"That'...... You promised that our Graveyard of the Reaper should also be handed over! We only need the space marker there, and as for the verification work, we won't bother Your Excellency!"

"Now that we have become allies, how can I deceive Your Excellency. To give...... This is the space marker there......" A series of hundreds of space markers teleported like flowing water, and the three lichs immediately remembered it firmly in the depths of their souls.

The Graveyard of Death is actually the realm of the Death God that the gods of death exiled themselves after the defeat of a certain plane. Without the support of the plane's beliefs, these Grim Reapers, they can only choose eternal sleep to avoid depleting their remaining reserves of divine power.

Such a plane divine kingdom is drifting in the depths of the endless sea of stars, and if there is no space landmark, it is impossible to find it, just like looking for a special fine sand on a vast sandy beach.

Therefore, after hearing the news of the Grim Reaper's graveyard from Grim Grim's mouth, the lich Congurnus did not hesitate to find two lich companions, intending to work together to devour and digest this target.

Death, Death, means that it still retains the Godhead of Death.

This extremely rare thing is a great complement even for the Lich.

If the lich is tired of living this lifeless without flesh and blood, and chooses to merge with the godhead of death, there is still a good chance to inherit the other party's priesthood and the power of faith, so as to get a chance to be 'reborn'.

Therefore, the raiding of the graveyard of a dead god is definitely a great feat for the lichs to brag about.

As for whether this news is fake...... Hehe, the whole multiverse has not yet been born to dare to deceive the lich!

Grim came out with the news, the lich came out with cannon fodder, and the two sides hit it off, which also presented this ridiculous and bizarre scene in front of them.

The continuous attack of the army of nearly a million undead finally exhausted the tens of thousands of witchcraft troops on the side of the Denel family. Seeing this, the three lichs cut off the energy supply of the Bone Gate, and the terrifying black light curtain finally slowly converged.

As for the hundreds of thousands of undead who still remained on the battlefield, the lich didn't bother to teleport back again, and directly ordered them to launch a mortal charge against the enemy, and then a few 'people' turned around and disappeared on the battlefield.

The cannon fodder has been cleaned up, and the following is the bloody attack of the elite troops on both sides.

The long-awaited Flame Legion, led by the Flame Lord, roared, and from the flank, with the advancing army of magical weapons, launched a swift attack on the Denel family's position lined with witch towers.

The war witch towers, which have been storing energy and waiting for battle, have been lit up one after another.

Thunder and lightning raging waves, patches of ice spear jungles, earth pillar spikes, and violent fireballs...... As if opening up the elemental world, the violent elemental sorcery descended from the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield in an elemental frenzy like a catastrophe.

The beat of the war, which had just dropped a little, came to the highest note in an instant!